Delhi,India 1957.
Walking alone on the road in the cold winter evening,just in his regular shirt pants which did nothing to protect him from cold.He crossed his hands tightly in front of his chest to protect his body but it didn't help in anyway.
"Why you don't wear sweater if you are in army doesn't mean you can fight nature."
Shyama's scolding rang in his hears.His frown broke into a smile.He always told her that he liked her but never heard her saying like that.She never confessed her feelings, first he used to think that was her shyness but now he knew she never loved him and why she will ever love a man like him.
He didn't take care of her,he didn't even called her regularly, she was treated as a princess in her house and now she's just like a maid who does everything for his mot
